The Lost Dogs

The Lost Dogs

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Words can't describe our pain. Letters can't represent the damage. Sentences can't explain how we feel. We are pit bulls, and we are used against our own kind. Maybe a story will do.
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He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate. And he was trouble. "Mine" he growled. And the next thing I knew, everything went black.

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